Song Yuanbao only took a day's leave from Zhao Xi and returned last evening, so he must leave this afternoon.
Before leaving, Song Wei said, "Since you rarely come back, go to the ancestral hall and offer some incense."
When Song Wei had the house renovated, he specifically set up a small ancestral hall in the rear wing, which not only honored the Song family's ancestors but also had memorial tablets for the Da Lang couple.
Song Yuanbao agreed with a nod.
As he was heading towards the rear wing, Jinbao happened to be coming back from school. The little one saw him and excitedly shouted, "Brother!"
Shouting as he ran towards him.
Song Yuanbao was worried that he might miss a step and fall, so he quickly went forward to hold him.
"Is brother leaving?" Jinbao asked, looking up with his little head.
Song Yuanbao was eleven years older than him and naturally much taller.
